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Burning Heads A Whole Life

for me today And i'm going the wrong way My life on earth is hell today And i'm running the wrong way A whole life to make a brick A second to break a

It's going down now On forever Square life is never Buck wildin is your life stylin Mashed out Hit a motel room Crashed out Called up a ho to

again And there's a beat you make up inside of your head And every street's a river be born or be dead We are all singing this song but Nobody knows how

Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out And we went into a tailspin And crashed into a hillside And the plane exploded in a

in the fury, but the ways of a broad Don?t mean you?ve died out of my life I?m hurt, burn me baby, tie down And child hood scars, crack head caused

free? Just when they thought it was safe I picked up the phone and called it a day I bought a new car, caught a new case, fuck it The harder I walk,

A one to three degree from V-O-P and N-C-C-V And send me up a hub to a state facilities What could I do but sneak, burn a tree, or tobacco leaf Or

marathon welcome to the terror dome journey to my life the whole world is my carry on, i took i vowel that im forever getting payed always heard that lifes a

I want to know anyhow I finally found my whole world Little boy and a little girl Got me a man with a heart of gold It all came back a hundred fold